Warning! The evil god's minions are invading the eerie dungeon.

"Another team is here! Welcome, welcome!!"

The man wearing a baseball cap greeted us with a smile:

"My name is Mo Ze."

"Mo Ze? That {water ghost} Mo Ze?"

Lin Tong exclaimed in surprise, it seemed that this Mo Ze was quite famous in the traveler circle.

Qi Xie looked at Chen Mu to the side:

"Who?"

"{Water Ghost} Mo Ze, a high-level walker, is very strong, even stronger than I was before I lost the 'Evil Soul Druid'. He is a member of the official Mysterious Special Operations Bureau."

Chen Mu explained.

Qi Xie nodded, finding it reasonable.

After all, establishing strongholds and shelters is usually something that organized groups do first, and their habits and personalities tend to be more inclined towards establishing order.

Of course, order also means more resources and intelligence flow, which is a good thing during a disaster.

"Heh heh heh, just empty fame, all from the flattery of my peers." Mo Ze waved his hand dismissively, then looked at Old Wu on Lin Tong's back, "Are you guys on the same team? Is that sleeping brother injured?"

Mo Ze didn't ask the names of the people for the time being, to avoid wasting unnecessary time.

He revealed his name to let everyone know that he was powerful and could control people.

This can serve as a deterrent to those with ill intentions, while to ordinary people it indicates that they can trust him and follow his guidance into the stronghold.

As for Qi Xie, whether he is good or bad is another matter, and whether he can be considered a human being is yet to be determined.

"Yes, he was attacked by a strange force, his soul was damaged, and he fell into a coma. Do you have any doctors here who can treat this?"

Lin Tong spoke eagerly.

"I don't recall any..." Upon hearing this, Mo Ze searched his memory for a few people he recognized.

"That's just my impression. Some of those who came here were unwilling to reveal information, while others simply disguised themselves. But everyone who's survived this long must have some skills," Mo Ze comforted him. "There are probably people who are good at this, but I don't know them."

These words calmed Lin Tong down a bit. Mo Ze then looked at the others and said:

"Anyway, please come with me first, and I'll introduce you."

With that, Mo Ze turned and walked toward the gray-white building.

Chen Mu and Lin Tong didn't move, naturally waiting for Qi Xie to step forward first before following.

Mo Ze has already begun to take the initiative to introduce himself:

"This area originally belonged to the official agency in the background. It was first discovered by me and my team. The surrounding area had a relatively open view and the buildings were well preserved, so we chose it as a shelter and base. We used it as a center to explore the surrounding area and find an evacuation point."

"However, two more teams unexpectedly joined us later, so we discussed it and decided to cooperate to clear the area and send a signal for the nearby travelers to gather. Of course, this also attracted strange occurrences in the surrounding area, and we eliminated several groups. Repairing those fortifications was also for this purpose."

Mo Ze pointed to the busy crowd in the square, and then continued:

"There aren't any leaders here now, and there's no need for them. Anyone who's survived this long is smart enough to know what they should and shouldn't do, so there's no need for overly strict management. The main purpose here is for everyone to exchange resources, share information, and brainstorm solutions when problems arise."

As they spoke, the group stepped into the building, but they didn't see many people in the spacious hall; there were only two or three people building fortifications.

"The gathering point must be located upstairs. That way, if something unexpected happens and the enemy breaches the defenses, everyone will have time to react and find a way to evacuate from the sky."

Mo Ze explained, then led the group onto the elevator that had been restored to power, and they went up to the thirtieth floor.

As soon as the elevator doors opened, the group felt much more lively.

It wasn't the kind of bustling atmosphere you'd find in a busy city center; it was just filled with human voices.

The 30th floor originally appeared to be an office floor, but the travelers easily dismantled and opened it up, creating a sufficiently spacious area.

There were many people dressed in different clothes gathered together, roughly divided into several areas.

"There are currently fifty or sixty people here, and there is still plenty of space. You can stay here to rest or go to other floors, but I suggest that you stay together, because we are afraid that some fake people or strange creatures might sneak in."

Mo Ze was clearly also familiar with all sorts of bizarre and strange methods:

"If you want to cook something, go to that area. Take care of your own trash and don't litter. Also... remember what the rules say: be careful with your food."

Qi Xie subconsciously looked in the direction Mo Ze was pointing.

There are several people cooking with simple portable gas stoves in that direction.

Someone pulled out a dusty can of luncheon meat that was clearly from this instance.

He then pulled out a dagger and stabbed the inside of the can several times through it.

Then open the lid.

He stabbed the meat inside a few more times.

Pour it into a pot filled with water.

He stabbed her a few more times with a sharp shovel.

Then turn on the heat and start cooking.

And so, when the water in the pot began to boil.

There was still an octopus tentacle in the meat that was completely indistinguishable from the luncheon meat itself, with the same texture and color, reaching out as if trying to grab the cook and eat him.

The cook stabbed it a few more times to drive it back. After boiling the water, the cook watched the tentacle thrashing wildly for a while before finally collapsing into the boiling water and dying.

Then I stabbed it a few more times.

Qi Xie: ...

"Remember that foods that don't normally need to be cooked should be cooked thoroughly. These mimicry foods often disguise themselves based on the characteristics of the ingredients themselves, so cooking can effectively eliminate them."

"What about the food that was originally supposed to be cooked?"

Qi Xie asked out of curiosity.

"Grind it into powder and mix it with boiling water to eat. But usually, when you try to grind it, it will burst out and fight you to the death."

Mo Ze pointed to another person next to him, who was wrestling with a yellow horsehair worm that had crawled out of an instant noodle pancake and was as long as his forearm, in order to decide who would be dinner.

Qi Xie's lips twitched slightly.

This world, corrupted by something bizarre, is truly grotesque; plants eat people, and food also eats people.

A thought suddenly popped into his mind:

"People in this fallen world live in this kind of environment? That's too tragic..."

While they were thinking, they had already passed the "kitchen area" and the encampment area where many tents and sleeping bags were placed, and arrived at another area.

This is also the most crowded and lively area.

There were a dozen or so old tables on the ground, and people were placing all sorts of oddly shaped items on them and talking to the people watching at the tables.

"This is the most important area; we exchange supplies and intelligence here."

Mo Ze turned his head and said:

"Those who managed to get here have gained something. If you have extra supplies, you can sell them here or exchange them with others. The same goes for intelligence. However, we encourage the free exchange of intelligence that is of limited personal use but of great use to the group, including the tips on how to properly consume food in the dungeon, which someone figured out and shared for free. Of course, you can also post or accept commissions here in exchange for supplies."

Just as he finished explaining, Qi Xie heard someone call Mo Ze's name from the side, as if they had some problem and wanted to discuss it with this official traveler.

"They're here."

Mo Ze responded first, then gestured to Qi Xie and the others before leaving.

Qi Xie also gestured to Lin Tong and Chen Mu, telling them to disperse and find a way to wake up Lao Wu on their own, and to keep an eye out for the person who stole the [Night Wanderer] component.

He then wandered around the makeshift "flea market".

Believe it or not, the sheer variety is astounding. From all sorts of bizarre sealed artifacts to strange skill books and materials, there's something for everyone. It's not just loot, but also intelligence.

Some people have even found evacuation points but haven't evacuated; instead, they're putting some of their spots up for sale.

Qi Xie wandered around for a while before finally stopping in front of a stall.

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